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Cleaning out some snippets and clips of paper from my "desk".. this is from Oct 97:you would have been born todaywith its smudge-grey skiesrain drizzling drip droptrees grass everything glisteningdewey wet

you would have been born todayyet here I sit alonedrinking coffee piping hottwo sugars one creamsweet as candy

you could have been born todayeyes closed voice openscreaming your life into motionten fingers ten toesdewey wet sweet as candy